Anonymous 129236
When I was a kid I lied to my boyfriend and I told him I was 18 (with 16 y/o), eventually he discovered it, but also did my parents. Therefore, three adults kept insulting me while I tried to figure out how to fix everything, everyone said I was the worst thing that had ever happened to them, that I had deceived them all and didn't deserve even a shred of affection. Years have passed and I got back together with that guy when I turned 18. My parents see it as "an awkward but funny anecdote." Everyone else has gotten over it except me, my boyfriend is no longer an asshole who decides to blame a girl, but everyone forced me to grow up. And I don't know how to keep up this act of being okay anymore. I had to pretend to be okay because nobody cared what some selfish girl said about how she felt, but they did care that I had to be the one to blame and take care of everything, because to begin with, my parents told me that when I told them I was raped. I feel like there's no place for me. I want to escape my family, but I want to escape my boyfriend, who seems to be the only way to escape them. I just want to escape having to be the adult in a world where the people who were supposed to take care of me blamed me for the things I tried to avoid suicide.
